half blind

After Yin Ling sat down, she looked left and right at Zhang Qing, and reached out to touch his eyelids, "It's okay for me to look at you, right?"

Zhang Qing was angry and funny, and slapped her hand away, "People's doctors can't see the problem, why do you think you can?"

"Because I'm better than the doctor." Yin Ling said shamelessly, "But I can't see anything abnormal about you."

"I'm not living abnormally, okay?" Zhang Qing said helplessly.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Yin Ling sat down, took a long time out of the luggage bag, and opened a bottle of cold beer with a "pop".

It's interesting to say that in Yin Ling's family, he ate Kobe steak and drank freshly ground coffee since he was a child.But among the dazzling custom-made products she likes, Dudu Ice Beer can be bought for two yuan and five in the supermarket downstairs.I don't know why, but Yin Ling only drinks cold beer from the supermarket, saying that the other high-end wines have "no taste".

Zhang Qing quickly told the story from beginning to end, and Yin Ling fell silent after listening.

"You mean, apart from Zhou Nanchen, you can't see anything clearly, so you can only see him clearly?"

Zhang Qing laughed at himself, "It's ridiculous, right? If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it."

Yin Ling was silent for a while, and asked, "But the doctor couldn't find anything?"

Zhang Qing nodded, "The doctor also said that I should go to the psychology department."

"Then what do you think?" Yin Ling looked at Zhang Qing, "What do you think is going on?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qing sighed, "I drank too much last night and went home, and woke up like this after sleeping. Who should I ask for reason?"

"To be honest, in my opinion, you look like..." Yin Ling pondered, "It's like after you met him, you abandoned the whole world and only wanted him alone."

Zhang Qing stared at Yin Ling dumbfounded, and only after a long time did he say a word, "Fuck."

"Do you think what I said makes sense?" Yin Ling looked at him with his chin propped up.

"There's a reason, you read too many romance novels." Zhang Qing looked away, "I've been with him for so many years, everything has long since disappeared in the long river of time."

"Bullshit." Yin Ling said angrily, "Time can't solve everything, at most it can make people forget their memories. But those pains and injuries are left there, never disappearing."

Zhang Qing was silent and didn't speak for a while.

"Your character is just too stubborn." Yin Ling sighed, "It's been like this since I met you. If you don't change your mind, no one can convince you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhang Qing said shamelessly.

"I'm not praising you!" Yin Ling slapped Zhang Qing on the back, "Who handsome guy like you can like you?"

"Oh, thank you, Miss Yin, for worrying about life-long affairs for me." Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've been here alone for so many years, isn't there nothing wrong? Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself What about your emotional life. Do you think you look like a man with a boyfriend? You hang out with me all day long, and those who don’t know think I’m having an affair with you. "

"It's just you?" Yin Ling squinted at him, "Come on, ten of you are not good enough for Miss Ben, so give up on it."

Zhang Qing immediately covered his chest with an exaggerated hurt expression, "Ah! My heart... hurts so much, Miss Yin, how could you be so cruel to me! Ah, how can I live in this world without your love? Go on living!"

Duanmurou, who was sitting in the back row, kicked Zhang Qing's chair in the front row with her foot, "It's about to take off, you two are almost done. After a while, the flight attendant will come over and think she's a crazy person who escaped somewhere."

Zhang Qing and Yin Ling looked at each other and smiled in unison.

When we arrived in Liancheng, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.As soon as he got off the plane, Zhang Qing felt a damp breeze blowing towards his face.

Next, he will have to stay in this small southern city for two months.

It's not the first time for Zhang Qing to come here. There is a famous film and television studio in Liancheng. He has only been in the industry for two years, and he has participated in five or six films here.He even stayed in the same hotel every time he came, and he felt very friendly when he arrived at the hotel entrance.

Duanmurou booked two standard rooms as well, Zhang Qing thought for a moment that there was another Yin Ling this time.He turned his head, but his eyes couldn't see clearly, so he could only bite the bullet and shout, "Yin Ling, how do you live?"

"I don't need it!" Yin Ling was actually behind Zhang Qing, waving at him, "My family has a house here, it's in District xx, and it's only a 10-[-]-minute drive from the garden."

Zhang Qing was choked for a moment, and once again sighed that it is good to have money.

At this time, Duanmurou at the front desk had already taken the room card, and came back and patted Zhang Qing on the shoulder, "Let's go blind, I will take you to the room."

Zhang Qing had no choice but to let Duanmurou lead him forward, the loss of vision made his whole body tense, even if he was walking on the soft carpet of the hotel, he was always worried that something would appear and trip him.

Fortunately, he arrived at the door safely within a few minutes. Duanmurou opened the door for him and inserted the room card.

"Thank you." Zhang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and groped to sit on the bed.

"Do you drink water? Let me boil some for you?" Duanmurou picked up the kettle on the table. Although he asked this question, he actually went into the bathroom to fill up the water before he got an answer.

"Sister Rou, don't be so busy." Zhang Qing stood up and wanted to help, "I just can't see clearly, but it's not like I can't see."

"No, boiling water is too dangerous. It's not a joke if you splash your hands with boiling water." Duanmurou frowned and pressed him on the bed, "Do you want to take a bath later? What? How about I help you—"

"Don't, don't, don't!" Zhang Qing was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the bed, "If you go on like this, you should sleep in my room. No need, really no need!"

Duanmurou still looked skeptical, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right." Zhang Qing sighed, "I've stayed in this hotel so many times, I can find things even with my eyes closed."

"Then... okay." Duanmurou nodded, sighed and sat next to Zhang Qing, "Xiaoqing, I have something to tell you."

"Ah, tell me." Zhang Qing didn't know why.

"You also know that I have many other jobs in the company. Although you are the only artist I have been working with for a long time, the company often gives me some short-term jobs to take over temporarily." Duanmurou said, "This time I originally wanted to accompany you the whole time, but the company refused to let me come to Liancheng with you, and I also had to help the company bring a few young artists from the next-door crew, so I might not always have time to accompany you."

Zhang Qing smiled, reached out and squeezed Duanmurou's arm, "It's okay, didn't you always do this before?"

Duanmurou's brows couldn't relax, "It was in the past, but now your eyes look like this, and you don't even have an assistant around...how about I hire an assistant to help you?"

Zhang Qing also frowned, "Sister, it's not that you don't know, I'm not used to others taking care of my daily life around the clock. Besides, I can't trust outside assistants."

It's not unheard of in the circle that personal assistants have leaked the itinerary of an artist for money, and what's more, they even secretly took pictures of celebrities' sleeping faces and sold them for illegitimate meals to make money.

Although Zhang Qing's fame is far from the level of having an illegitimate meal... But when he thinks about this kind of thing, he still feels uncomfortable.

Duanmurou showed a look of hating iron but not steel, and reached out to pat his head, "You said you are like this, why are you so stubborn! I really... Sigh! Forget it, I will take you tomorrow morning Go get some clothes, don't fall asleep."

Zhang Qing asked in surprise, "When did you order the clothes?"

"Order online, pick up offline. They have a branch near the film and television city." Duanmurou said succinctly.

"Oh good." Zhang Qing yawned.

"Anyway, as long as I'm free tomorrow, I'll come and call you. If I'm busy..." Duanmu Rou paused, but didn't continue.

"Huh?" Zhang Qing asked.

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." Duanmurou shook his head, "Go to bed, I'll go first?"

"Let's go." Zhang Qing complained, "How can I take a shower when you stay here, sister."

Duanmurou smiled, "Okay, then I'm leaving."

After Duanmurou left, Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, like a child who had finally escaped from the clutches of his parents.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Zhang Qing couldn't even do the compulsory course before going to bed every day-playing with mobile phones.He sighed, groped and stood up against the wall, planning to take a shower and go straight to sleep.

After squeezing the shampoo onto the floor twice and almost slipping, Zhang Qing came out of the bathroom in fear in a bathrobe.While he was fumbling around for a towel to wipe his hair, his phone rang.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, instinctively picked up the phone and answered it, "Hello?"

There was no sound on the phone, Zhang Qing squinted his eyes in doubt, and made sure that he had indeed swiped the answer button on the right, "Hello?"

After about two seconds, the other side spoke, "Zhang Qing, I'm Zhou Nanchen."

Hearing these words, Zhang Qing's mind froze for a moment, and he subconsciously sat up straight, "Zhou...is there something wrong?"

"Sorry, calling you so late, did it affect your rest?"

"……No."

Zhang Qing held the phone tightly, and if he gave him a little more strength, the screen might shatter.

Asshole Zhou Nanchen.

Is it necessary to be so polite when talking to him?Why not just say "you"?

Zhou Nanchen was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to express, "Your manager told me about your eyes."

What?Zhang Qing was taken aback, he didn't expect Duanmurou to go directly to find Zhou Nanchen.

When did she tell Zhou Nanchen?

Zhang Qing had the urge to rush to Duanmurou's room right now and drag her out to ask her for clarification.

He laughed twice, "Eyes... what eyes?"

"She said you couldn't see anything but me."

He wants to deduct Duanmurou's salary!He will definitely deduct Duanmurou's salary!

"Is this true?" Zhou Nanchen over there asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qing was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you believe it?"

"I believe it." Zhou Nanchen replied without hesitation.

Zhang Qing gripped the phone even harder.

"No wonder you acted...unusual when you were shooting commercials." Zhou Nanchen carefully chose his words, "I thought you just didn't have a good rest last night."

"It's nothing, it's okay." Zhang Qing said in a low voice, "I guess I'll be fine in two days."

"If it's not good, what are you going to do?" Zhou Nanchen asked back.

"I……"

"I heard from your agent that you can only see me and the things around me, right?"

Zhang Qing clenched his lower lip, trembling for no reason.

A sense of shame welled up in his heart, as if his whole body had been completely dissected in front of Zhou Nanchen, allowing him to fiddle with the secrets deep in his heart.

The little bit of low self-esteem that remained after he left has been torn apart now.

"No." Zhang Qing said these two words almost by biting his back molars.

Zhou Nanchen was obviously taken aback, "What?"

"I said no." Zhang Qing clenched his fists, nails deeply embedded in his palms, "Do you really believe that there is such a ridiculous disease? Everyone can't see it, only you can see it?"

Zhou Nanchen was silent.

"I was talking to Sister Rou for fun, but she took it seriously, and you took it too?" Zhang Qing sneered, "Do you think the whole world really revolves around you?"

Zhang Qing's tone was very calm, even a little mocking, but when he spoke, his tears fell like broken beads.

"It's true that my eyes are sick, but it has nothing to do with you." Zhang Qing took a deep breath, "Can't you see? I'm doing well now, I have my own life and my own friends."

"...En." Zhou Nanchen made a sound after a while.

At the moment when the sound fell, Zhang Qing couldn't pretend anymore, and all his emotions collapsed and exploded in an instant.

"Why did you come back, ah?" Zhang Qing yelled at the other end of the phone, "You have come back now, why?!"

He didn't ask him why he left in the first place, he didn't ask why he disappeared without a trace without saying a word, the question that once peeled off a layer of skin from him is no longer important.

He'd spent years trying to get his name out of his life, and just when he was about to make it, he showed up.

Without any warning, without any preparation, he just ruined his life again inexplicably and for no reason.

"Zhou Nanchen, did my mother punish you in my last life?" Zhang Qing said, tears streaming down his face, and it didn't take long for a piece of bed sheet to be wet. Now he can't calm down anymore, he can't even hear the sound of choking It was clear, "Why didn't you let me go, why?"

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak any more, and when Zhang Qing came to his senses, there was only a series of busy tones on the other end of the phone.

"Fuck your mother!" Zhang Qing yelled with all his might and threw the phone against the wall.The poor cell phone was broken into two halves on the spot, but Zhang Qing couldn't even see what its body looked like.

He buried his head in the quilt, and the voice he yelled just now seemed too loud. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone knocked on his door and yelled something.But Zhang Qing didn't hear it, and didn't bother to get out of bed. After another 2 minutes, the people outside the door left.

The world has returned to silence, and nothing can be heard except for the continuous tinnitus.He didn't even have the mood to settle accounts with Duanmurou.

That night Zhang Qing had a lot of messy dreams, dreaming that he was embarrassing on stage, and dreaming that he fell off a cliff, but the one who dreamed the most was Zhou Nanchen, Zhou Nanchen in high school.

He dreamed that he was running on a boundless road, running and running, but he couldn't reach the edge no matter what.He turned his head and found that the road he came from had disappeared, but the road ahead stretched on and on, with no end in sight.

He took out his mobile phone to call Zhou Nanchen, but there was always a busy tone.

Not long after, a vague shadow appeared in front of the road, but he still recognized it at a glance.

"Zhou Nanchen!" Zhang Qing yelled and ran over. Just as he was about to catch up, the shadow disappeared again.

"Zhou Nanchen!" Zhang Qing yelled, "Where are you? I have rented a house and found a place to work! I don't have to go home anymore, I can be with you now! Where are you?"

But there was no answer, only the hollow echoes of himself from all directions.

"Where are you! Zhou Nanchen, Zhou Nanchen! Where are you?" He screamed in his dream.